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Die Drachenbrücke (Zmajski most) ist die wohl bekannteste der zahlreichen Brücken über die Ljubljanica im Zentrum von Ljubljana (Laibach). Ihr Name leitet sich von den vier geflügelten Drachen an den Enden der Brücke ab, die wiederum den Drachen im Wappen von Ljubljana verkörpern.
Die 1901 eröffnete Brücke gilt als Meisterwerk der Jugendstil-Architektur. Sie war eine der ersten in Melan-Bauweise errichteten Betonbrücken, die erste Brücke mit einer asphaltierten Fahrbahn in Slowenien und die erste Stahlbetonbrücke in Ljubljana.
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Most Wanted Elise head on Joe Tai body. First I tried her on Monogram body and it didn't look right enough, maybe because FR2 heads have slightly deeper neck holes and the bodies have longer necks than previous FR bodies. And then I tried her on this body and it kind of clicked with me. I just wish her legs were a little bit longer though.
Most people don't know that famed Alien monster creator H.R. Giger got his start designing farm equipment.
Wednesday, October 3rd, 2012
CONVERSATION: LESSONS FROM THE STORM
Speakers:
Barbara Byrne, Vice Chairman, Investment Banking, Barclays
Sallie Krawcheck, Former President, Global Wealth and Investment Management, Bank of America
Moderator: Carol Loomis, Fortune
Photograph by Stuart Isett/Fortune Most Powerful Women Summit
Most babies and toddlers skip the diapers in favor of these lovely slitted pants. I have no idea about the logistics of this for infants, but it's not uncommon to see toddlers squatting in the street.
My grandfather (more like my dad)passed away just over 2 years ago. Just before he passed away he gave me all of his WWII memorabilia including a scrap book of photos from the days he was serving amongst the great men of the US Pacific Fleet.
The scrapbook is deteriorating rather rapidly, so I am backing everything up digitally. I'll share some of the more interesting photos as I back them up.
War is a terrible thing, and to see the things these soldiers saw on a daily basis, must have been pure hell (on both sides). These photos help me to keep that in perspective. More over it reminds me of the sacrafice that such great men made to keep the world in order.
*****Please be respectful if placing comments on this set. I do not want to start a debate in regards to the politics of this war. I am only placing these as a view back in to the past. *****
My Grandfather was one of the greatest men I ever met, and this is one of the last ties I have to his memory. Any rudeness, and I'll hide the set.
A little about my Grandfather... Honest and true in every aspect of his life. He was married to my grandmother for over 50 years before he passed away, and never once cursed in her presence (even when they had disagreements).
My family is a bit broken as my father left my mother when I was only a small child. My teenage years weren't that much better... I was a rebel without a cause, and when everyone else was giving up on me, my Grandfather is the one who didn't. I owe him everything. I've made good on promises I made to him to make the most of my life. And even though he's not here to guide me when I step out of line, I still remember his base rules...
1.) Never lie. Do as you say. Say as you do.
2.) Work hard and take pride in what you do.
3.) Realize that the world can live without you, but you can not live without the world.
4.) Do not make ripples within your family such that it effects their lives (a.k.a. lose the drama).
5.) Love and cherish your wife (and children) like there is no tomorrow.
6.) Hold strong to your beliefs, but never wish for war as a source of resolution.
Most desert areas in this region have colonies of ground-dwelling squirrels... there are several species here. This group really blends into their desert background... a good thing for their survival! This a family that entertained us by romping around between openings to their underworld dwelling. They're spooky... but quiet patience pays off. These two siblings stayed close to Mom while their more adventurous brother preferred to explore on his own.
IMG_6610; Round-tailed Ground Squirrels
Most honeybees in the UK live in hives managed by beekeepers. Each hive can contain over 20,000 bees. Only worker honeybees make delicious honey, using nectar gathered from flowers.
Wednesday, October 16, 2013
Fortune The Most Powerful Women
Washington, D.C., USA
10:40 AM ONE ON ONE
Diana Nyad, Swimmer, Xtreme Dream, The Cuba Swim
Interviewer: Chelsea Handler, Best-selling Author, Talk Show Host, Comedian and Actress; Owner, Borderline Amazing Productions
Introduction: Martha Nelson, Editor-in-Chief, Time Inc.
Photograph by Stuart Isett/Fortune Most Powerful Women
Wednesday, October 16, 2013
Fortune The Most Powerful Women
Washington, D.C., USA
8:05 AM WELCOME AND THE BIG GET-TO-KNOW-YOU
Pattie Sellers, Fortune
Stephanie Mehta, Fortune
Photograph by Stuart Isett/Fortune Most Powerful Women
Most sophisticated Poppy is modeling Miss Amour's gown, Miss Fairchild Poppy is wearing the Love is Blue gown.Earrings by me.
Built in 1892 on the rise of a hill in the prominent location of the corner of Bromfield and Corangamite Streets in Colac, stands the grand two-storey red brick residence, "Lislea House".
"Lislea House" was built for Doctor Wynne, a local practitioner, for his use as a stylish residence and surgery. "Lislea House" has been constructed in the popular Federation Queen Anne style, which was mostly a residential style established in the 1890s which was inspired by the Arts and Crafts movement in England, but also encompassed some of the more stylised elements of Art Nouveau, which gave it an more decorative look. "Lislea House" has a very complex roofline, which is typical of the Federation Queen Anne architectural movement, as is the steeply pitched roof, ornate wooden fretwork that graces the return verandah and the exaggerated height of the chimneys.
Queen Anne style was most popular around the time of Federation. With complex roofline structures, ornamental towers of unusual proportions and undulating facades, many Queen Anne houses fell out of fashion at the beginning of the modern era, and were demolished.
Doctor Wynne was a prominent and popular figure in the Colac community. Born in Armagh, the county town of County Armagh in Northern Ireland in 1857, Doctor Wynne studied medicine at Dublin University. He migrated to Australia after gaining his degree and took over the Colac practice of Doctor Porter in the late 1880s. He was interested in public affairs and in the forwarding and improvement of Colac; becoming a patron of many establishments in the town including, the Colac Fire Brigade and the Colac Free Library. He even established a local newspaper the "Daily News". He was one of the original shareholders of the Colac Dairying Company, the Colac dairy farmers' co-operative. Doctor Wynne enjoyed horse racing and he and his wife entertained at their fine house often. Doctor Wynne died at "Lislea House" in 1915 as a result of complications. caused by a weak heart.
The descendants of Doctor Wynne no longer live in "Lislea House", and after some years of neglect, it has been restored internally and externally to its original splendor, as well as having had some modern day comforts added. It now serves as self contained apartments which take advantage of the house's location so close to the town's centre.
Located approximately 150 kilometres to the south-west of Melbourne, past Geelong is the small Western District city of Colac. The area was originally settled by Europeans in 1837 by pastoralist Hugh Murray. A small community sprung up on the southern shore of a large lake amid the volcanic plains. The community was proclaimed a town, Lake Colac, in 1848, named after the lake upon which it perches. The post office opened in 1848 as Lake Colac and was renamed Colac in 1854 when the city changed its name. The township grew over the years, its wealth generated by the booming grazing industries of the large estates of the Western District and the dairy industry that accompanied it. Colac has a long high street shopping precinct, several churches, botanic gardens, a Masonic hall and a smattering of large properties within its boundaries, showing the conspicuous wealth of the city. Today Colac is still a commercial centre for the agricultural district that surrounds it with a population of around 10,000 people. Although not strictly a tourist town, Colac has many beautiful surviving historical buildings or interest, tree lined streets. Colac is known as “the Gateway to the Otways” (a reference to the Otway Ranges and surrounding forest area that is located just to the south of the town).
Cowhide
Food in leather cow this one seems most appropriate meals eaten with soto, meatball, which is the main saoce.
But enjoy while I can also chat, drink origin accompanied thirsty ... but I guarantee delicious addicted. Cattle Rambak we sold the original cardboard village Bangsal - Mojokerto, Rp.50.000 price, - / kg (not including postage lho) in plastic packaging @ 500gr., The condition is still raw but ready to fry unnecessary dried again delicious.
Crackers rambak in Mojokerto regency most Domas generated in the Village District and Village Trowulan Kauman District Bangsal.
The resulting production reached 15 kg / producer / day. In addition there are also rambak crackers crackers with basic materials yam tree that has a sense of potatoes from the village Domas Trowulan District and Village Dinoyo District Jatirejo. Production generated about 3 kw / day / producer.
If you visit Mojokerto Regency not bring Souvenir rambak Bangsal, many museums have not afdol rate. Strengths pencitraan Bangsal rambak make it very popular on the national level, bahka krupuk leather cow has dicitrakan as one of the industry icon Kab. Mojokerto.
About 4 kilometers from Mojokerto to the east to the event, seen in the merchant krupuk rambak offer dagangannya in kiosks roadside. They bertumpahan on the left-right along the road about 1KM. Occasionally seen one of the buyers visited the kiosk. Mengendari start of the motorcycle to the bus tour.
Krupuk rambak purchased not only rambak fries that have been packed in plastic at Rp 10,000 to Rp 30,000. However, also the raw (krecek) diborong visible.
"It has been five years I replaced the old merchandise rambak and krecek here. The result is tolerable. Can be used to pay for the study of children, "said Rahmat while serving buyers.
Rambak and krecek sold in the kiosk, the recognized father of three children, dikulak of craftsmen in Kauman-Bangsal. Location of the second place not far from the kiosk dagangannya. Wholesale enough to be with motornya.
Rambak craftsmen who are langganannya, according to him, almost all of that is in the Kauman - Bangsal. Kebiasan of the difference is not the other fellow traders. This happens because the schedule of each wholesale trader is not nearly the same as the presence rambak or krecek, offered a subscription of.
"If we wholesale fanatic on one or some of it, surely I will be busy. The existence of a rambak and krecek not sure of the time, so that craftsmen need to wholesale stalls so I did not lose, "he said.
When mengunjung Kauman village, a scene shown in the left right side of the road. Throughout the sweep of the village road, it appears tebaran tarpaulin drying krecek. So that the remaining roads are only a sedan. This is because 50% of residents of the Bangsal, services, drying, frying and distributor rambak and krecek.
Washing Process
One of the popular among each other is H. Khomsun (44th). How do I not, just over 7 years menekuni professional craftsmen krecek, former roving balloon vendors are already able to change the level of economic family, pilgrimage sekeluarga, buy cars, buy and warehouse for the business that are hundreds of million rupiah.
"Science krecek make this, I get from friends and H. Jainul my sister uterus, "said the pioneer business men with capital of Rp 9 million sale of a motorcycle.
Menekuni in the business, assisted 11 employees. Begin the process of washing and cutting. Sales turnover has reached 5 kwintal per week. Even increased during the 10 months Romadhon ton.
"Product I in several cities in East Java, such as Malang, Pasuruan, Surabaya. Even in Ambon, Kalimantan and Papua, also we serve, "said Farid Jaya owner, whose name was taken from the children first.
Business fortune, the sejaya name products. How does not. When a few months ago exhale negative issues that krecek or rambak a waste of a jacket or leather shoes, the business was not shaky. Sales numbers remain stable.
"If there is a mention of rambak is a waste. Opinion is not wrong, but the waste is. Material is krecek incision in the skin of cattle, while the skin to the outside jacket or shoes, "he said.
In hopes of waste that does not bark diplesetkan. According to him, the skin is used as material for menekuni business, is that the skin layer in the skin processing factory in Sidoarjo, Krian, and Malang. Skin condition when purchased are still raw. Not identify the rest of the leather products and leather jacket material.
However, skin that does not directly dibelinya-sliced slices. However, through some process of repeated washing, and gamping soaked in water for 40 hours. "The process of washing and soaking water gamping to remove bacteria or toxic substances-substances that stick to, so sterile and higines," he said.
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Wednesday, October 16, 2013
Fortune The Most Powerful Women
Washington, D.C., USA
12:50 PM One on One
Martina Navratilova
Interviewer: Pattie Sellers, Fortune
Photograph by Stuart Isett/Fortune Most Powerful Women
Presenting ‘Kheema Kabab’ from Azad Restaurant as 6th in the series of documenting the best & the most popular 100 food of my city 'Mumbai' be it from Restaurants, Stalls or Street | Humayunn Peerzaada for Humayunn FoodOgraphy
‘Kheema Kabab’ from Azad Restaurant are the most popular and the most delicious, the best of the best one can have in our city Mumbai, visit the restaurant to try out these above.
Kababs taste has been consistent over these years and they taste the best with Pav or Lambe Pav.
Absolutely delicious and mouth watering. Decent inexpensive low budget eating, high on taste and quality.
Do try it.
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Monday, October 1st, 2012
MPW HIGH SCHOOL NOTEBOOK MENTORING
Presented by Ann Inc. and Thomson Reuters
MPW Mentors share career advice with high school seniors from Camp Pendleton.
FEATURED INTERVIEW
Jessica Alba, Actor and Founder, The Honest Company
Interviewer: Pattie Sellers, Fortune
Photograph by Krista Kennell/Fortune Most Powerful Women Summit
Wednesday, October 3rd, 2012
ONE ON ONE: HALF THE SKY
A star of the new PBS documentary shares her extraordinary story.
Edna Adan, Founder and Director, Edna Adan Maternity Hospital, Somaliland
Introduction: Christy Turlington Burns, Founder, Every Mother Counts
Interviewer: Dr. Nancy Snyderman, Chief Medical Editor, NBC News
Photograph by Stuart Isett/Fortune Most Powerful Women Summit
In addition to the most-awesomest tray-cake, she made me a pie (I will be surprised at the flavour when I unwrap, thaw and heat it... ;o) ) and some mini-quiches... Yes, that's right, Hux eats quiche!
I'm still a real man... I think... @_@
Tuesday, October 15, 2013
Fortune The Most Powerful Women
Washington, D.C., USA
4:15 PM–5:00 PM MOST POWERFUL WOMEN ENTREPRENEURS
Afternoon TEA
Hosted by Care.com
Photograph by Danuta Otfinowski/Fortune Most Powerful Women
Tuesday, October 15, 2013
Fortune The Most Powerful Women
Washington, D.C., USA
Most Powerful Women Entrepreneurs Afternoon Tea
Hosted by Care.com
Photograph by Stephanie Merriken / Fortune Most Powerful Women
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GREEN SWEATER
We found this green sweater in the thrift store. I loved it so much, I would have paid $250 for this and here it was for Ten Bucks. She tried it on and said it was not itchy like most of the sweaters I like her to wear. She said it was comfy and she was ok with the color.
Then she said, she wanted something special for buying this sweater.
We have one of my sweaters that I love to wear and makes me very horny locked in a box. I can only get the sweater out of the box when she unlocks the box but I have to put my chastity belt keys into the box and she locks it back up. We have had that sweater for a year, I still love it, and I still have not even been hard while even looking at the sweater.
She said she wanted another sweater in a box, But this time the sweater would be hers.
While that sounded pretty hot, I made it very clear I wanted to make love to her while she wore that sweater. So I would not agree to that. She was actually liking the idea that I wanted to make love to her in the sweater but she wanted something special for this sweater.
Her eyes popped wide open. “I’ve Got it!!” and she thought about it for a while. She then gave the sweater a big hug.
“OK, Whenever I wear this sweater you must make love to me THAT NIGHT while I wear the sweater.”
I accidentally interrupted with a yelp HELL YA and put my hand up for a high five. She ignored my gesture.
“As soon as we finish making love I will take off the sweater and you will put on your chastity belt and give me the keys for an undetermined amount of time. You may NEVER refuse, argue or try to bargain your way out of either the love making or the chastity belting. “
I found my self just looking from her eyes to the sweater and back again, not sure what to say. I was trying to figure out what she was up to.
“Also, if you are already in the chastity belt I can wear the sweater and then perhaps I will unlock you for some love making but I am not required to unlock you.” After a pause, “I might just wear the sweater to drive you crazy” and she moved really close so my heart would jump out of my chest.
“So what do you think?”
I was hesitating and I could not come up with a reason why. She could always have me in chastity if she demanded so that was not new. “That sounds so kinky and wonderful, I love it”
So off to the cashier we went.
She put the sweater on in the car. We spent the day shopping and had a wonderful day and evening and true to the agreement, we made love that night, I put on the chastity belt after I cleaned up and I woke up the next day in chastity. That was Sunday Morning.
Wednesday, I was having coffee, wondering how much longer I had to wear this stupid chastity belt. I was about to go to work and she came downstairs wearing the sweater. She wore it to work, she sent me several selfies during the day and I loved it. After dinner and cleaning the kitchen, I was given my chastity keys, released and We made love that night. AND per our agreement, I had to put the CB back on, give her the keys before I went to sleep.
Friday night I was ready to get this thing off me and have some fun. She said “No, I’m tired, maybe tomorrow” This was pretty normal. I have a bigger drive than her, she is happy with making love every 3-5 days and she can go a week without a problem, where I want it about 5 nights a week. I can go every night and frankly I’d be fine with every other day, but after two days, I am pretty dang horned up.
I stayed up late watching some action movies, and drinking maybe a little much and went to bed late. She got up in the morning and I barely roused. Late morning she came into the bedroom and said, breakfast was already cold and I needed to get up eat and clean the kitchen. I got up went down stairs and there she was in the sweater again.
At first, I was excited, she looked so awesome and I would be hanging out with her all day. I would get out of the chastity belt for love making tonight, then I remembered I would also be back in the chastity belt right afterwards.
That was going to be one week in Chastity plus whatever is next, even though I am getting out for a few hours every 3 or 4 days and I am getting satisfied, the reality is that if she waits till Tuesday or Wednesday next week, I will have been in the chastity belt for 10 days with just two tiny little breaks.
I decided to enjoy the day and not say anything. It was the right decision, we had a wonderful day and our session at night was probably the best love making we had had in years. I was very on point and she was super frisky and it was fabulous. But when we finished, I asked if I could skip the chastity belt. She looked at me and said, “We just had the best love making of our lives, don’t ruin it, we have an agreement and you promised not to ask such things” I apologized and put on my Chastity Belt.
Tuesday was the BIG DAY. Why would Tuesday be a big day?
I was having coffee and she came down stairs in the sweater she was going to wear it to work. Suddenly I was 50/50 between, Awesome we are making love tonight and Crap I’m staying in the chastity belt and probably for the rest of the week. I gathered the courage to speak and I said, “You know, you don’t have to wear that sweater to make love to me, you could skip wearing a sweater today and we could make love tonight”
She looked over with a surprised look that changed to a look that said she thought it was cute I was trying. She smiled and said, “If I don’t wear this sweater all day, then I don’t have a guarantee that you will be back in chastity when we finish and by extension I don’t have a guarantee that the ONLY TIME your thingy will get hard is with me. I love how we are making love lately. Besides, I have something special planned for Saturday and I want you in chastity and really horned up for it”
“Sounds Nice” I said, I mean what else could I say.
Tuesday night was again super special and perhaps equal to Saturday Night when she said it was the best we ever had. She really likes that green sweater. I guess.
By Thursday, my mind was catching up to things. I made a list of the pros and cons of what has been happening. On the Pro side: The love making has been awesome, we are doing it a little more often than normal and she is wearing more awesome sweaters. On the Con side: Two weeks has gone by and I am permanently wearing the chastity belt unless we are making love. Permanently wearing the Chastity Belt was never even close to what I thought I had agreed to.
She has always liked me in Chastity. She likes how I act, that I only get full excitement when she lets me out and it has become clearer lately that having that control seems to excite her drive and we are making love better than ever before. Over the years, in a moment of passion, she sometimes says she wants me in chastity all the time, but I thought that was just one of those kinky things you say in a moment of passion to push herself over the top.
I never envisioned her as a big time chastity mistress, so I decided that I was over reacting, we were just playing and it had only been two weeks. But Friday night made me think twice and she not only tricked me, but that Friday I accidentally made a huge mistake.
Friday we went out to dinner, she was not wearing the sweater so I figured as is normal, she was too tired on Friday after working all week. We had a few drinks out and when we got home she walked in and made more. And then she made another. And then she kinda stumbled in front of me and took my hand and took me upstairs.
I was so excited, finally this thing was coming off and I was not obligated to put it back on right afterwards.
She lead me into the walk in closet. She started making out with me to make sure I was fully frustrated and ready. Well, not really ready, but as I ready as I could be in the chastity belt. Then she said, “You know how you are always trying to get me to wear one of your big thick wool itchy turtleneck sweaters? And how I always decline and how you always say I am a sweater goddess when I do wear one. Well, I have decided that Tomorrow, ALL DAY I will wear ANY big wool, itchy, turtleneck, cable knit, fuzzy, or whatever sweater you pick for me all day long. Now I want you to pick very carefully. I promise tomorrow will be a day you never forget. Now I am going to go downstairs for a moment, and you are going to pick a sweater for me to suffer in all day tomorrow. Put the sweater on the countertop and be done by the time I get back in 2 minutes.”
She gave me a passionate kiss and left. I stood there for a solid minute looking at maybe 5 of my sweaters that I would just die for her to wear all day. I heard her close the cabinets in the office and thought she might be on the way back. I grabbed my three favorite sweaters and put all three on the counter. I thought it would be a kind gesture on my part to let her chose. Just as I finished fluffing them up and making my row of three giant turtleneck wool sweaters look great, she walked in the door.
She had a piece of paper in her hand.
She looked and said, “One sweater I said, I’m not wearing three sweaters, I will be like that little kid in the Christmas movie that can’t move his arms”
I laughed. “No No Sweetie, I thought it would be nice to give you a choice”
She laughed at the misunderstanding and she realized what a HUGE MISTAKE I had just made. She walked by me to the closet and grabbed a pen off the dresser and made a quick change to the piece of paper. She came back, put the paper on top of the sweaters and said THANK YOU and started kissing me and touching me so passionately I thought I would break the chastity cage.
After a few minutes, she stopped and said, “I want more of this, I love this, I have never been happier in my life” She stepped back and said “I want you to read this, then read it out loud to my face three times and tomorrow I will wear one of these sweaters all day long” She handed me the paper. The paper was typed and had some minor corrections by pen, the first word was changed from This to THESE:
THESE SWEATERS ARE NOW PART OF THE GREEN SWEATER FAMILY. WHEN WORN WE WILL MAKE LOVE AND IMMIEDIATELY AFTER I WILL PUT THE CHASTITY BELT ON AND HAND OVER THE KEYS FOR AN INDEFINATE AMOUNT OF TIME.
I read it to myself first, then looked at her. She reached up under my sweater and started to play with my nipples and that drives me bonkers. She said, “Say it, three times for me and mean it”
I was drunk, I was horny and I said it. After I was done she gave me a passionate kiss and picked the middle sweater to wear tomorrow. She asked if she should hang out in it for a while before we turned in. I of course agreed and she grabbed the sweater and just before she started to put it on, she handed me the pen, and said, “Let’s be sure you remember your words, please sign the piece of paper and date it.” I just wanted to see her in the sweater so I did and never even considered I was signing a long term chastity contract.
Saturday, we went shopping for the raised garden bed we were going to build soon in the spring. The days were getting a little warmer and she was definitely over-sweatered. But when I looked at her, it was like falling in love every single glance. At one point when by chastity belt caught a rogue hair and gave me a pinch, I was reminded of the agreement. I felt better that after another 4-8 weeks it should be too warm for those big sweaters I picked.
Saturday Night was Glorious. Sunday morning at breakfast she started talking about the day before. She was saying how she now understands how I can wear those big sweaters when it’s not really that cold. Once you get warm and the sweater starts to breath your body is perfectly fine. She thought that was weird, but then thought about furry animals in the summer. By the end of the conversation, she was making me active in the chastity belt because she was making the case that she was going to be able to wear those three sweaters well into Spring and Certainly on cool summer days.
For the next month we alternated between twice a week and three times a week. All of the love making was awesome, the worst night was better than any night before. I was still very frustrated and when we reached one month of this I calculated that in the entire month I only out of the chastity belt for 10-12 hours total.
I got brave and one Monday night I noted that I had done an entire month and asked if she was proud of me for such an accomplishment. She cautiously said she was proud of me. However, she weary I might make a request to stop this madness, so she interrupted me: “I also think that we are ready to do something a different and I have something planned for next Saturday. I know you will be totally ready and eager to please me by Saturday because I am not unlocking you all week."
I should keep my mouth shut.
I got up early on Saturday and made her breakfast, I wanted to please her so much. The desire to please her and get out of this chastity belt for a week was intense, although I have to admit, my desire to please her was stronger than my desire to get out. I was definitely changing in my mindset.
While I was cooking breakfast part of my brain said: “She is going to come down in that green sweater isn’t she.” And when I thought it, my little soldier in chastity started to grow and I became very aroused. WTF, I want out of this chastity belt, so why is the idea of her suggesting that we are going to keep going is turning me on beyond imagine. What is wrong with me.
I heard the stairs creak and she came around the corner in the green sweater. My brain had a nano second to react. I could show disappointment to prove to her that I really want this to end or I could show passion at how beautiful she looked and effectively reinforce with her that I was happy with how things are.
Before my conscious mind had a chance to decide, a smile broke across my face and I was headed toward her arms wide for a huge and good morning kiss and a chance to tell her how beautiful she was. I introduced her to what was for breakfast and we sat down.
“I have champagne on ice for mimosas but in case we were going skydiving or something like that, I didn’t open it yet. Do our plans for today match up with a mimosa breakfast?”
She replied “Absolutely”
I started to open the champagne and popped the bread in the toaster. She decided to talk while I work, “Well I guess you are super excited to see what I have planned for today and why I needed you to be one week locked and super horny for the activity” I nodded and popped the champagne.
“You and I are going shopping all day long, I hope you have the stamina. The weird part is that we might not buy anything OR we might be done in an hour or two. The timeline, my hubby, is up to you.
Last Sunday when you watched the game I went to the mall with Brenda. We both noted that the spring fashion lines were in her words “very sweaterish”, there was a ton of light sweaters that were very fuzzy. There was crop tops that were both fuzzy and cable knitted. There were twinsets and even summer sleeveless sweaters and some of them were turtleneck. Can you imagine, I saw a fuzzy sleeveless turtleneck sweater for summer, and it was cute and current fashion.”
I winced and bent over as my chastity belt was causing me pain with this excitement. She new darn well that everything she was saying was exciting me beyond belief and she probably remembers when she asked to see my single guy spank bank, that there was a folder of turtleneck summer sweaters.
“How long this takes is up to you. I’m going to look for things I like and things I know will drive you insane but I’m still willing to wear and I’m going to hold it up and say: Can THIS ONE join the Green Sweater Family?” and when you say YES, I will buy it. When you say NO, I will not. Do you have any questions?”
Before she was done talking, it was clear. This was the big play to solidify her hold on the weird permanent chastity that strangely results in more love making and better love making.
This was my chance to stop this. All I had to do was say NO all day long and the weather would end this for me. But every moment I thought about not ever getting this thing off me the more excited my little guy kept getting.
I just smiled and said, “it sounds like a nice day” and that is all I said, I didn’t know what I was going to do.
Shopping was difficult. I was in pain; my little guy and my brain could not get out of arousal mode. Then at the first store she held up a stripped brightly colored spring sweater that was perfectly fuzzy. She could not wear that in the deep of summer, so I said YES. She was so excited I said yes, she came over and kissed me and said “You know now that you have said YES, you have earned a week out of the belt. Every other time you say YES, you will earn a week out of the belt. Now, I know you have a camping trip with the guys, a family reunion we are flying to, you also have that baseball trip to see a road game. So I suggest you say YES at least 6 times to get those three weeks out of chastity.”
Suddenly I was excited to say yes. She was buying sweaters for summer and I was getting out of chastity and I was as happy as I could be. I even tried to pick her out a fuzzy tank top and begged her to buy it, because it would have been number 7. But she said 6 spring and summer sweaters was plenty. She didn’t want me to have more than the 3 weeks off that I needed, plus she said she was planning on several Christmas in Summer days, where we turn the A/C very cold and she wears one of my big sweaters all day just to drive me crazy.
I felt like I was in sweater heaven.
Normally spring is kind of a sad season for me as I stop seeing ladies in sweaters, my wife stops wearing sweaters and my sweater wearing gets lighter and lighter till it’s reserved for cool nights and putting one on just for pleasure. This year is different, I have fuzzy, knitty sweatery goodness to look forward to all summer long.
On the other hand being in a chastity belt all the time except a few hours a week and sometimes only about an hour a week, gets difficult. There are always, pinches and tugs and sometimes when it’s hot, I get a little rash. It’s not really fun, but I have grown to think of it as more normal now.
About three weeks after the shopping trip, it was Friday Night. She was in bed and I was up having another cocktail. We didn’t make love all week because she was stressed about a work project. To make it up tomorrow was BIG SWEATER SATURDAY. We would make the house cold, she would wear my super thick black mohair cable turtleneck all day and night and the belt would come off Saturday Night for making love.
I was feeling irritated about being belted for a week. When suddenly I realized what had really happened.
Last winter she could have commanded me into the chastity belt and announced that our relationship was changing and that I was going to wear the chastity belt all the time unless we were making love. I love her so much I would have gone along with it. But she didn’t. Even though she always wanted more than anything else for me to be in chastity all the time, she would never have unilaterally declared it.
She loves me so much that she decided to set things up to force herself to become the sweater girl that I have always wanted. She took away my favorite toy for only herself and gave me what I wanted the most in return.
Oh, I could just leave things
A lot more easily than you'd think
'Cause I've been known to retreat
Every few years
So what am I waiting for
Oh, it's sad
Oh, I know
Then youngness of my young man shows
So please accept my apology
And wait with me
Oh, I could just die now
And no one would really have to find out
'Cause I've been lying down for years
So what am I waiting for
Oh, it's sad
I see another man who I wanna be
Sympathy, honesty
God knows I'm trying
Sympathy and honesty
God knows I'm trying
Sympathy, honesty
God knows I'm trying
Sympathy and honesty
God knows I'm trying
Sympathy, honesty
God knows I'm trying
"Most Days And" [Owen] Owen(Mike Kinsellas)
Most shoppers come to this cider mill for cider and donuts, but you may also buy or jus admire the squash and pumpkins.
Arguably the most important of England's cathedrals and its Mother Church, few other buildings embody the nation's history as much as this one. It also bears the distinction of being the first major example of Gothic architecture in Britain, where French masons introduced the style during the rebuilding of the choir following a major fire in the 1170s. Throughout the following centuries it became one of Europe's leading centres of pilgrimage, when thousands flocked to venerate the shrine of murdered archbishop St Thomas Becket, but brought to an abrupt end with the English Reformation, when a saint who defied a monarch was viewed with particular enmity. Though all traces of the rich shrine were destroyed, the site of Becket's martyrdom in the north transept remains a place of reverence to this day.
The cathedral is a stunning building which represents both the earliest and latest styles of English Gothic architecture, from the French inspired eastern limb and apse, to the nave, transepts and the three towers, all soaring examples of the Perpendicular style, the central tower (the 'Bell Harry') being an especially fine structure (the north-west tower was rebuilt in the 1830s as a copy of its medieval neighbour on the south side following the demolition of an earlier Norman tower, thus the present symmetry of the west façade is a relatively recent feature, originally its mismatched towers would have given it a more Continental appearance).
The earliest parts of the cathedral however are Norman, represented the easternmost chapels and transepts flanking the choir, survivors of the fire of 1174, each transept being adorned by a richly decorated miniature tower. The crypt below is the finest in the country, extending below most of the east end (with a transitional early Gothic extension to the east under the apse). Superb examples of Romanesque art can be seen in many of the crypt's sculpted capitals, and the unusually well preserved murals in St Gabriel's chapel (sadly photography is forbidden in these areas).
The cathedral contains many notable tombs and monuments of all periods from the 13th to 20th centuries, foremost amongst them being the tombs of Edward the Black Prince (with a superb bronze effigy) and King Henry IV.
It's most celebrated feature is its wonderful collection of stained glass, much of it dating back to the late 12th and early 13th centuries including a sequence of the Ancestors of Christ and the especially beautiful 'Miracle windows' in the ambulatory (relating various miracles associated with Becket's shrine). The glass is justly famous as the very finest in Britain, its deep blues and reds often compared with the famous windows of Chartres.
On the north side many of the former monastic buildings remain, with a fine late medieval cloister and a vast rectangular chapter house. The cathedral library also stands here, but was rebuilt after being destroyed by bombing in World War II; fortunately all the medieval glass in the cathedral had been removed for safe-keeping throughout the war and damage to the building was otherwise superficial.
Canterbury Cathedral put simply invites superlatives, one of the most rewarding churches anywhere and a magnificent testament to England's Christian heritage.
Most of the Ballston Terminal Railroad's right-of-way is still intact, because it runs so close to the river.
One of the most important locations for The Sound of Music film -- it was used as the back of the Von Trapp villa. The Castle is without doubt one of the most beautiful rococo buildings in the Salzburg region. It was built in 1731 by Archbishop Leopold Count Firmian as a residence for his family.
It is now owned by the "Salzburg Seminar in American Studies", an institution that focuses on economy problems. Scenes in which you see the garden of Leopoldskron Castle: the family drinking pink lemonade ("not too sweet, not too sauer, just too... pink!") on the terrace, the children falling of the boat in the lake, Maria and the Captain arguing on the terrace. The Venetian room from the castle was copied and used as the ballroom for the interior shootings which were done in the studios.
Source: Leopoldskron Castle
Thanks a lot Ms. Zeetz!
Salzburg, Austria
Most of the red deer on Bodmin Moor are found lower down in the valleys, but this stag is frequently on higher ground.
Tuesday, October 15, 2013
Fortune The Most Powerful Women
Washington, D.C., USA
4:15 PM–5:00 PM MOST POWERFUL WOMEN ENTREPRENEURS
Afternoon TEA
Hosted by Care.com
Photograph by Danuta Otfinowski/Fortune Most Powerful Women
Soca is one of the prettiest rivers in the world and nowhere is that more evident than in the idyllic little town called 'Most na Soci' in northwest Slovenia. Embraced by intensely green forest, Its luminous turquoise colour must be seen to be believed. This image is not altered in any way. That's what your eyes will witness if you ever visit this beautiful part of the world. Do yourself a favor and visit Slovenia.
Wednesday, October 16, 2013
Fortune The Most Powerful Women
Washington, D.C., USA
12:50 PM One on One
Martina Navratilova
Interviewer: Pattie Sellers, Fortune
Photograph by Stuart Isett/Fortune Most Powerful Women
Chassis n° XKD603
Ecurie Ecosse
"XKD 603" is probably the most original of the six remaining "long Nose" factory racers. They were built with one aim - to win the Le Mans 24-hours race, which they did in 1955-56-57. In 1957 XKD 603 came second at Le Mans. Between 1956-59, it was driven by no fewer than seven Le Mans winners and took part in more World Championship races than any other Jaguar - ever...
Class XIII : Jaguar Icons : C + D + E + F Types
Zoute Concours d'Elegance
The Royal Zoute Golf Club
Zoute Grand Prix 2018
Knokke - Zoute
België - Belgium
October 2018
Tuesday, October 15, 2013
Fortune The Most Powerful Women
Washington, D.C., USA
House Minority Leader Nancy Pelosi at the opening reception of Fortune's The Most Powerful Women summit.
Photograph by Danuta Otfinowski/Fortune Most Powerful Women
Most all surfaces were gloss black base from ALCLAD, followed by ALCLAD chrome silver. Blues were any combo of ALCLAD candy cobalt blue, burnt metal blue, hot metal blue, clear blue.
Select surfaces received Holomatic Specral Chrome from ALCLAD but it always feels n looks grainy ...still too cool not to throw in the mix.
Most of the 1994 screwball comedy "Mixed Nuts" was filmed in Venice Beach. I picked a small handfull of the locations used.
This is Dudley Ave.
We made our annual trip to London in November. We travel down by coach from Slaithwaite and stay at The Cumberland Hotel at Marble Arch. It’s actually a weekend ladies shopping trip that is run as a fundraiser for Slaithwaite Brass Band – I’m the only bloke that goes every year! We decided ( the two of us) to stay down in London until Thursday this time as we wanted to see weekday London and be able to explore a bit further afield on foot. We covered up to 16 miles a day, which is tough going on crowded pavements with hundreds of busy roads to cross. I photographed anything that looked interesting but I bent a contact in the CF card slot, fortunately I had quite a few SD cards with me and the 5D has dual slots so I was able to carry on using it. It’s currently at Lehmann’s getting fixed.
With it being close to Christmas the decorations are up everywhere so there was plenty of colour at night. In Hyde Park the Winter Wonderland was in full swing, we’ve never bothered going to it before but I went twice at night this time. It is massive this year, I couldn’t get over how big it is and the quality of some of the attractions. The cost and effort involved must be phenomenal – it was quite expensive though. It was very difficult to photograph, with extremes of light (LED’s) and darkness and fast moving rides into the bargain. I think I have some decent usable stuff but at the time of writing I am only part way through the editing process so I don’t know for sure.
We set off at around 8.15 am every day and stayed out for at least 12 hours. The weather was poor for a day and a half with drizzle and very dull grey conditions, fortunately we had some pleasant weather (and light) along the way as well. Being based at the end of Oxford Street – Europe’s busiest shopping street – meant that I did quite a bit of night shooting on there. Although I carried a tripod everywhere I only used it once and that was during the day! Because there is always a moving element in almost every shot it seemed pointless using a tripod. I would have got some shots free of movement – or I could have gone for ultra-long exposures to eliminate people and traffic but it would have been problematic I felt. In the end I wound the ISO up and hand held – fingers crossed.
We walked out to Camden Market and Locks but it had been raining and we were a bit early as many were only just setting up for the day. We tried to follow routes that we hadn’t used before and visit new places. We paid a fortune to get in St Pauls but you can’t use cameras. This something that I fail to see the point of, ban flash if you want but if you are going to encourage tourism why ban cameras when there is nothing in particular happening in there. It’s a rule that seems to be applied arbitrarily in cities around the world. Fortunately we could take photos from the outside of the dome, which was real reason for visiting, and we had some great light. Expensive compared with a couple of euros in some famous cathedrals. I’ve wanted to walk to Canary Wharf for a number of years and this year we did. We crisscrossed the Thames a few times and tried to follow the Thames path at other times. We covered around ten miles but it was an interesting day. It was also very quiet for the last four or five miles. We got there about 12.00 and managed to get a sandwich in a café in the shopping centre at the foot of the high rise office blocks before tens of thousands of office workers descended from above. It was mayhem, packed, with snaking queues for anywhere that sold food. We crossed to the other side of The Isle of Dogs and looked across to the O2 Arena and the cable car, unfortunately there isn’t a way across for pedestrians and it was around 3.00 pm. With darkness falling at around 4.30 we decide it was too late to bother. We made our way back to the Thames Clipper pier to check the sailing times. They sail every twenty minutes so we had a couple of glasses of wine and a rest before catching the Clipper. Sailing on the Thames was a first in 15 trips to London. The Clipper is fast and smooth, the lights had come on in the city and there was a fantastic moon rise. It was nigh on impossible to get good shots at the speed we were traveling though and there were times that I wished I could be suspended motionless above the boat. Again, hopefully I will have some usable shots.
We felt that the shopping streets were a little quieter, following the Paris massacre it was to be expected, I might be wrong as we were out and about at later times than previous trips. I think I have heard that footfall is down though. It was good to get into some of the quieter backstreets and conversely to be stuck in the city business district – The Square Mile- at home time. A mass exodus of people running and speed walking to bus stops and the rail and tube stations. It was difficult to move against or across the flow of bodies rushing home.
Whilst the Northern(manufacturing) economy is collapsing, London is a giant development site, it must be the tower crane capital of Europe at the moment. It was difficult to take a shot of any landmark free of cranes, it was easier to make the cranes a feature of the photo. It’s easy to see where the wealth is concentrated – not that there was ever any doubt about it. The morons with too much money are still driving their Lambo’s and Ferraris etc. like clowns in streets that are packed with cars , cyclists and pedestrians, accelerating viciously and noisily for 50 yards. They are just sad attention seekers. From Battersea to Canary Wharf we walked the Thames Embankment, the difference between high and low tide on the river is massive, but the water was the colour of mud – brown! Not very attractive in colour. We caught a Virgin Train from Kings Cross for £14.00 each – a bargain!. We had quite a bit of time to kill around midday at Kings Cross so I checked with security that I was OK to wander around taking photos, without fear of getting jumped by armed security, and set off to photograph the station and St Pancras International Station across the road. I haven’t even looked at the results as I type this but I’ll find out if they are any good shortly. Talking of security, following Paris, there was certainly plenty of private security at most attractions, I don’t know if it was terrorism related though, I can’t say I noticed an increased police presence on the streets. It took us three hours and five minutes from Kings Cross to being back home, not bad for a journey of 200 miles. I can’t imagine that spending countless billions on HS2 or HS3 is going to make a meaningful (cost effective) difference to our journey. Improving what we have, a little faster, would be good. There are some bumpy bits along the route for a mainline and Wakefield to Huddersfield is the equivalent of a cart track – and takes over 30 minutes – it’s only a stone’s throw. Time to get back to editing.
A flower girl watches the mariachi band.
I wondered aloud what would be the most photographed subject of the event: the bride, the flower girl, the mariachi band, or the bride and groom's puppy. Fortunately, I think I have the most pictures of Cassie, but the puppy did give her a run for the money.
Orlando West Soweto Johannesburg Gauteng South Africa Vilakazi Street is the most renowned street in the township. Former president Nelson Mandela and Archbishop Desmond Tutu both lived here, making it the only street in the world to have housed two Nobel Prize winners. Wander the street and spot public art, memorials and, of course, visit Nelson Mandela House.